Post by Spus on Jul 6, 2006 16:07:48 GMT -5
Transcript
Heaton is dead. His hoardes of minions were not. As I continued to hide in a corner, more soldiers started to come as they holed themselves in. First was an black haired balding man with a black sword. He and his soldiers were quickly subdued, and then the ugliest man I have ever seen- just looking at him made you want to throw up a little. He backstabbed Kiyoshi, then they all were about to destroy the midget...well, I guess Human, until most of them got frozen in place by some mage. I cowered more and started to consider playing dead.
Despite all this, they again somehow overcome...apparently the mage ran away after complaining about poor working conditions. They chose to spend the night HERE, of all places. I tried to sleep, but I kept getting nightmares of various fanatics stabbing me. And a few of Kiyoshi doing it.
They chose to descend into his domain...which could be summed up in one word. Black. As good as a look as I could get, then I dodged back in when I see a massive beast of stone charging towards them, wanting no part of that. When they took care of that, I returned, and it seemed...Kiyoshi was stabbing the celing. Now, I was pretty sure this was magical from my studies, and stabbing it with a sword isn't going to do anything to prevent it. Seonia, being obsessed with destruction as she is, just blew the damn forcecube up and it began to rain black paint chips.
After a brief foray into Sygnus's pantry that he doesn't really need because he's undead and has no need for food, they found Sygnus just then summoning a massive elemental to battle them. I gave them some brief encouragement, and then ran. As explosions raged back and forth, I started calculating plans to try to convince Sygnus to not kill me, that they made me follow them around and act in the name of good.
This proved unneccessary, as despite being heavily burned by electricity and frostbitten, they somehow survived the onslaught of the elemental and Sygnus, and went gem busting, with the help of a pitiful kick from myself.
Heaton is dead. His hoardes of minions were not. As I continued to hide in a corner, more soldiers started to come as they holed themselves in. First was an black haired balding man with a black sword. He and his soldiers were quickly subdued, and then the ugliest man I have ever seen- just looking at him made you want to throw up a little. He backstabbed Kiyoshi, then they all were about to destroy the midget...well, I guess Human, until most of them got frozen in place by some mage. I cowered more and started to consider playing dead.
Despite all this, they again somehow overcome...apparently the mage ran away after complaining about poor working conditions. They chose to spend the night HERE, of all places. I tried to sleep, but I kept getting nightmares of various fanatics stabbing me. And a few of Kiyoshi doing it.
They chose to descend into his domain...which could be summed up in one word. Black. As good as a look as I could get, then I dodged back in when I see a massive beast of stone charging towards them, wanting no part of that. When they took care of that, I returned, and it seemed...Kiyoshi was stabbing the celing. Now, I was pretty sure this was magical from my studies, and stabbing it with a sword isn't going to do anything to prevent it. Seonia, being obsessed with destruction as she is, just blew the damn forcecube up and it began to rain black paint chips.
After a brief foray into Sygnus's pantry that he doesn't really need because he's undead and has no need for food, they found Sygnus just then summoning a massive elemental to battle them. I gave them some brief encouragement, and then ran. As explosions raged back and forth, I started calculating plans to try to convince Sygnus to not kill me, that they made me follow them around and act in the name of good.
This proved unneccessary, as despite being heavily burned by electricity and frostbitten, they somehow survived the onslaught of the elemental and Sygnus, and went gem busting, with the help of a pitiful kick from myself.